Job Title: Wanted! Kayson Warheez Rank: A Job Location: Clover Town Solo Word Count: 10,000 Words minimum Group Word Count: 14,000 Words minimum Additional Requirements: At least 1 A-Rank mage must be in the party. Up to four mages maximum. Mages can be of any alignment. Players must stop Kayson Warheez and present Kayson's mask as proof to Clover Town officials to complete the job. An optional objective is to recover journals in the camp and offer them to town officials as proof. Players must encounter at least eight Mobs. They can roll the dice or choose encounters themselves. Job Description: Clover Town has reported that a group of teenagers visited Camp Azure Lake on a dare; out of the eight, only two returned alive. They claim that a masked man attacked and killed the group. Local legend has it that Azure Lake is haunted by Kayson Warheez, an infamous serial killer who once killed the entire roster of camp counselors in an evening of bloodlust before vanishing. Your job is to search for clues concerning the camp and stop the sinister activity. Enemies:

Enemy Name: Call For Help Enemy Description: Around the lake, mages may hear screaming for help. The tone sounds like a young child and splashing may be heard. Depending on the mage, they may feel sadness, experience an overwhelming feeling of helplessness, or not react at all. Can the splashing be connected to the events at the camp in some way? Enemy Rank: Normal Enemy HP: 5 Enemy MP: 0 Enemy Melee Damage: 0 Enemy Spell Damage: 0 Enemy Speed: N/A

Enemy Name: Spectral Counselors x4 Enemy Description: Often encountered in the camp's buildings, these beings are the specters of the camp's former counselors whose careers and lives were cut short by Kayson Warheez. These blue ghosts attempt to verbally warn visitors away but sometimes end up frightening them into the arms of Kayson instead. Their hands are cold and inflict Ice damage to anyone they grip. They may also pull mages around in an effort to get them to leave, but a single spell can dissipate them. Enemy Rank: Strong Enemy HP: 30 Enemy MP: 0 Enemy Melee Damage: 30 HP per touch, may also inflict numbness Enemy Spell Damage: 0 Enemy Speed: Half C-Rank Speed

Enemy Name: Sadistic Spectral Counselors x4 Enemy Description: Much like their normal counterparts, these spirits are former camp counselors who ended up dead. Unlike their normal counterparts, these spirits mean harm to any and all living beings. Often found around the lake, they sometimes appear in camp buildings. If they grab a player, the player feels a sense of numbness as they are dragged towards the lake. If they cannot break free or if teammates cannot help them, they are thrown into the camp's lake. If the mage can swim, they can easily get out of trouble, though the ghosts are usually waiting for them on the shore. If they cannot swim, then it is best to hope that teammates can rescue them.Enemy Rank: StrongEnemy HP: 90Enemy MP: 0Enemy Melee Damage: 60 HP per touch, may also inflict numbness. 30 HP dragging damage per turn the player is dragged towards the lake. 80 HP damage due to the shock of being thrown in the cold water.Enemy Spell Damage: 0Enemy Speed: C-Rank Speed

Enemy Name: Kayson Warheez Enemy Description: The man, the myth, the legend. He may be shrouded in myth, but his machete is very real. Standing 6' 4" tall and weighing 300 lbs., Kayson wears a navy blue jumpsuit with brown shoes and a distinctive white hockey mask that hides his facial features and eye color. He wields his bloodstained machete with authority and can move surprisingly fast for his height and bulk. He is also surprisingly tough, so be ready for a fight! Enemy Rank: Boss Enemy HP: 1,000 HP Enemy MP: 500 MP Enemy Melee Damage: 75 HP per cut with his machete, 75 HP per punch or kick, 150 HP per stab with his machete. These numbers double if Kayson is enraged. Enemy Spell Damage: 160 HP to any player hit by Tangible Fury. Enemy Speed: B-Rank Speed. 1.5x B-Rank Speed if enraged.

Notes about Camp Azure Lake:

The camp has four journals scattered in its buildings. Players are encouraged to find them all to learn what happened in the camp when it was still operational. The contents are up to players, but they must pertain to camp life, such as camp activities and someone named Stanley W., who is deeply afraid of water and refuses to take part in water sports.Players are free to make details, such as the general condition of the camp, crime scene evidence (bloodstains, bodies, etc.), and more.Players are free to make details about Stanley W., such as appearance and mannerisms. Stanley's mannerisms are recommended to be innocent but somewhat annoying (ex. stuttering, bedwetting, etc.). The only constant is that Stanley must be afraid of water.It is recommended to have a 50/50 mix of spectral counselor genders, but as long as there is not a lean to one side (ex. all-male or all-female), players can make up their own ratios.

Notes about Kayson:

Pleading or taunting does not work on him.He does not say very much, so do not expect an explanation of his motive.If enraged, Kayson's eyes glow red, then his entire body does. He does double damage and can move at 1.5x his normal speed. He also takes only half damage from physical weapons and 75% damage from spells. He can enter the state once every five posts. He also enters it once he is down to 200 HP, ensuring that he has one last chance to try and take someone with him.His enraged state is called Avenger's Wrath. For some odd reason, it cannot be taken away by player debuffs. It can only be endured. Before he enters it, he simply says "... Vengeance."Kayson's only spell is called Tangible Fury. It is applied to his machete, which almost doubles in length and glows blood red. If it hits, it deals 160 HP in damage to the target and heals him for 80 HP. He can use it once every four posts. He uses 100 MP per casting.

AN ALTERNATE RESOLUTION:

Reward: A-Ranked EXP and 60K Jewels with an extra 2K Jewel bonus for each journal recovered (up to five journals) and submitted as evidence to town officials. Also, players will be hailed as heroes of Clover Town.

-- credit to Leona Jarnefeldt

The sun shined brightly on her face through the curtains in the inn she was staying. Having arrived late yesterday, Sara decided to spend one night before doing the job she had taken, she would have spent the night in her surrogate father's house, but it seemed he was out of town and she had lost her keys. Standing up from her bed, she proceeded to get dressed deciding to not equip any of the armor she usually wore with the exception of her camo gloves that had small metal plates attached to them. The dress itself looked more like a maid dress then anything else, but she loved it either way. Putting her green camo scarf around her neck, she took a look at herself in the mirror that was in the room. She smiled slightly, but said smile had faltered quickly as she looked into her left red slitted eye. Sometimes she hated herself for being so self-conscious about that eye, she didn't hate her eye for being unique, it was one of the few costs she learned that came with her magic and adored her magic, it was something that was passed down through the family, but she feared what other people would think of it, and scorn her. She looked a bit to the side where ontop of a small table layed her eyepatch, scooping it up, Sara put it on, covering her left eye. Taking a final glance at the mirror, she swiftly exited the inn room locking the door behind, not before taking the job request that was taken from a nearby town.

Sara sighed as she walked through the crowded streets of Clover, by the time she had woken up, it was mid-day amd the streets were bustling with people going around shops or just having a stroll around the town. It was getting harder and harder to find jobs without being in a guild. Some would be either complated before you got there or wouldn't even show up in the local job boards. Maybe it was time to search for a new guild, since her last one was disbanded that certain thought hadn't crossed her mind. She shook her head to get rid of the thoughts or at least suppress them for the time being. She would have a lot of time after the job to think about it either way. Taking a look at the job request, she grimaced a bit at the part that six teenagers had died. She knew the story about camp Azure Lake as she used to live in Clover with her parents and sometimes they would use it to scare her, but she never thought that it would be real. Sara still doubted it, and it was some psychopath was making the story real. Before she knew it, she had reached the building where the Clover officials worked, entering the build everything came as usual. She went to tell them that she had taken the job, usually guilds sent notices about these things, being guildless didn't come with those perks. Small talk came afterwards with the official she was meeting with told her to bring his mask as proof. He had also told her that another person had accepted the job. He couldn't tell her if the person had arrived in Clover or if they had even gone out to do the job.

With a nod, she excused herself and left the building, and started making her way out of town. Sara was feeling excited, doing jobs with someone always made them better, if they could get along that is, even when she had a hard time dealing with people, company was something that was always wanted. Meeting new people was always a thought in her head, as she wanted to break out of her awkward shell, to be able to open up to more then just a handful of people. Soon Sara was at the edge of town where a small road was leading towards Azure Lake. She laid her back against a tree, as she thought it would be a good idea to wait for a bit, maybe her current job partner would get here soon, if not she would enter towards the destination alone.

It was truly uncommon for the young blonde CEO of the West Fiore Trading Company to be within the small town, not that he had come to think of it he really couldn't remember if he had ever been here. That thought made him a little depressed but it wasn't exactly like he had a lot of time these days. He was the head of a country, a successful trading company, a guild master, a teacher to two mages within Sabertooth which had to admit he had lost contact with over the last few months and to top that all off he was one of the four Gods of Ishgar. It was only a month or two ago that his companies annual Christmas ball had been attacked by two infected men that called one of the forgotten and forsaken provinces of Tolgalen escaped where they called home and decided to crash the party. He had been there himself once before but he didn't expect anything like what happened, that was for sure and since then it had been constant planning within the alliance of what would happen next. He knew his own guild was strong but there was no way even they would be able to handle what might be across that infernal barrier, due to this he had reached out to the sister guilds in the alliance and were currently in the planing stage.

Normally the planing had taken place within the hidden island headquarters of the Silver Moon Fairie Alliance, this time however it had happened in Magnolia as it was the most convenient place given many of the higher members that where taking part in the plans had likely been on jobs. Ruvel himself had been heading out towards another town on business but it meant a quick stop over within Clover town as he had been tired. He found it hard to sleep when away from home as he still didn't sleep inside and trying to explain this to innkeepers and such was a nightmare, still he had found a small office of his company and headed there for the evening. They knew that their employer was strange but remained quiet as he checked in and headed to the back of the building to rest, he felt like he had a problem could understand but then that might have been because he was very secretive about his past. It was something that he hadn't even told those he was closest to so why would he want it to be known by the world, who would want that known? Regardless he fell asleep at his normal time and woke up before dawn to go about his normal routine of washing, changing his clothing, eating and training before going to find out if there was any issues if there hadn't been he would have headed to his next destination.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case this morning as he overheard an issue the town had been having recently. He blinked listening to the receptionist saying about some teenagers heading out to a nearby lake after a dare was issued and only two returning covered in blood, he could only imagine how traumatised the returning teens were. "What can you tell me about this situation?" he finally asked his dual coloured eyes looking at the receptionist "Mr. Mizune?" she said in confusion not understanding, he was known not to listen to idle prater or gossip but this seemed to have caught his attention "Please don't make me ask again as it doesn't seem like there is time, now if you would please Miss Sao." he said his tone was calm but showing he wasn't kidding around. "Well eight teens were dared to go out to the local lake... there is an old camp there called Camp Azure Lake. Out of the eight only two returned, they are still traumatised but they said they had been attacked by a masked man there." she said holding her sleeves. Ruvel had noticed her body tense "Please continue Miss Sao, it is important I have as much information before heading there." he said wanting to know if there is anything more he should know.

The elder amber haired woman nodded after biting the inside of her cheek "It is said that the camp is haunted..." she said watching as Ruvel sighed, he was starting to think that the haunted fairground was starting to stalk him as he had never heard of a haunted camp only that damn fairground that he wanted to destroy. "It's a local legend but it's said that Azure Lake is haunted by Kayson Warheez, he was an infamous serial killer who once killed the entire roster of camp counsellors in an evening of blood lust before he just vanished." she said visibly shaking, he wished he could tell her to stop being ridiculous but given that they lived in a world filled with magic he couldn't. "I see, I will go and investigate and hopefully bring some peace to not only this town and the parents that lost their children back then and now" he said heading for the door, the receptionist wanted to stop him but she knew it would have been a waste of time so wished him the best in what was to come when he entered that horrible place.

The blonde haired youth headed towards the exit of the town and heading towards the camp using the signs that was by the road side, it was true that he couldn't read but he knew the symbol for camp and given it was struck out of and was worse for wear he could tell he was going in the right direction. Seeing a woman leaning against a tree he headed towards her thinking she was likely on the same task and so perhaps the two could work together to make this a bit easier on them both. Stopping a little away from her he raised his had to his chest and bowed a little "Good afternoon miss, would you happen to be heading towards the camp?" he asked politely before standing straight once more, Ruvel though wearing a white mandarin suit his company symbol on the collar, the company symbol stitched in with ice blue silk thread on the left side, it was also on his left arm but there it had his full name and his position within the company, he still looked like a girl. "Working together we could likely get to the bottom of everything and give the people nearby some much needed peace." he said allowing her to say her peace before he headed back the way he came and back down the path towards the camp and whatever awaited them.

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Sara hummed a peaceful tune, as she looked up towards the sky. It was such a peaceful day, there were berely any clouds, birds chirping throught the forest. Even though the peaceful manner of the forest and sky, there was a tingling feeling of something vile, but the very thought of a ghost reappearing and murdering a bunch of teenagers sounded absurd. And yet she didn't think this whole situation was a hoax. Before she left Clover she would call such a thing, just a story to scare children, ghost didn't exist and such. But as Sara had started traveling, more and more she believed that external forces existed. Vampires, undead beings and the like had crossed her path, even her own magic was proof of such beings. She didn't believe her own powers came from a being far older and omnipotent then angels and demons at first, said being even lived through the host's that used its magic, if it could be called that. She would think about this later, she had a job currently and it was her current top priority inner monologuing could wait. As her train of thoughts subsided she noticed that some time had passed, the shade that was covering her from the sun was now gone. Maybe it was time to move out, waiting more could prove useless and sight seeing wasn't going to complete the job.

Just as she was about to move out, a woman had came close to her, Sara had completly missed what was happening around her. It wasn't the first time it happened, everytime she was completly alone she would enter deep in thought, fully ignoring her surroundings, a problem that needed to be worked on. She can't let people constantly sneak up to her without even trying to do so. Taking a closer look at the person that just came, she noted the official cloathing she weared and as she took yet another look, realization had downed on her that it was a girl, it was a boy. "Good afternoon to you too, and yes i'm heading towards the camp, i stopped for a bit to admire the peaceful forest." She said putting her hands on her hips and did a small bow of her own. She wasn't used to honorifics or anything of that sort, but she was thought to return gestures, it was just polite, and if she didn't she was sure her mother would lecture her about not doing so in the afterlife. As the boy stood straight, the calamity mage took notice of the logo engraved into the silky white suit that he wore, next came the name that was written on his left arm. Ruvel Mizune was what it read and for a second her lone eye widened a small bit as she focusing on his magic. It was empty as if he didn't have a magical pressance at all. She doubted someone would try to steal and use someone else's name, more importantly go on a dangerous job that might get you killed, the only problem was that she had never seen how he looked, but she had seen his name around the Wizard Saints of Fiore, more importantly the top four, she wanted to be a saint it wasn't important that she may never reach the top tier, but it was one way to achive her goal of being famous."I agree, we can help each other out as well as the people of Clover." She responded, a smile now plastered on her face. Happy that she got to work with a mage of his caliber. Most importantly she wanted to see how a saint fought, maybe learn a couple of things and see the diffarance that needed to be closed, to get to a position of that degree. "My name is Sara, Sara Ravencrest, its going to be a pleasure working with you." Sara hoped she didn't look stupid in front of him, it wasn't a thought to impress him or something, it was more of the fact how insecure she was in herself around people, even if it was only one person. 'You could get just as strong if not stronger if you just oblige' A voice deep in her mind spoke to her. She shook her head, not wanting to deal with 'it' at the moment. The last time she listened it didn't end well for her, or the people that were around that time. She would wait for him to intreduce himself if he wanted, after that she would suggest that they could get going towards Azure Lake.

Ruvel stopped walking hearing the reason why she had stopped, he hadn't even thought about looking around the scenery. Then again he was normally very focused when it came to taking on jobs especially ones like this, it didn't seem like there was much time given that anyone who dared to step foot within the camp was at risk. Still he knew that this was the wrong way to go about things he remembered being told that he didn't take time to smell the roses, he had no idea what the saying meant but he guessed it meant he should take time to appreciate the things around him. In honesty he knew that this was true he had been locked away from the world for as long as he could remember, while that facility he once called home was still up he could end up being locked away from it again. Yeah he was stronger than he once was but strength meant nothing if you were incapacitated through your own fear, he knew he wasn't yet ready to face that place and so would end up under their control if he even dared to go there. It was one of the reasons that Tolgalen was so highly defended, and though he knew his guild had some powerful mages he also under stood that there would be time that those allies wouldn't be there and he would; more so because he slept at the back of the company building.

He looked around the area and admitted that the sun coming through the gaps in the trees above made him smile, he did notice however that the natural sounds of animals while there where rare. It struck the youth as odd but then given the area itself he guessed it did kind of make sense in a way, people never really wanted to be near things steeped in death; he didn't know if that made him weird given one of the closest people to him was a reaper and he had a contract with their twin brother. He likely would get slapped up side the head by them if they knew he was thinking about himself in such a way but then it wasn't exactly like he was normal now was it. How many people had really went through the same strife he had in his short life, then add on to that he had to add on a glamour so his scars and glow wouldn't be seen by people. He knew that, that alone made him stick out like a sore thumb. He just wanted to be like other people but he knew that wasn't going to happen so had to deal with the hand he was given and like it.

He knew that he could deal with a job like this easily on his own due to his own strength but then having another with him would be beneficial not only to himself but the other too. He was sure their would be times that his magic wouldn't be the best task for the job so the others might be more to their needs, while he could help support her if she required it in this task. "By the way you looked shocked I guess you recognise my name, this leaves me at a bit of a disadvantage in this situation..." he began his voice pleasant as he spoke to the other, a kind smile on his feathered features "Might I have the pleasure in knowing your name? I tend to use last names so your full name please and if not that a nickname." he said his tone not changing as he spoke, he was formal but there was nothing he could do to help that thanks to the place he was raised and now what he done as a line of work when not on mage jobs. "But as I too have forgotten my manners lets start off on the right foot. My name is Ruvel Mizune, I am the CEO of the West Fiore Trading Company and as my name plastered everywhere since my ascension, you'll likely know I am a god of Ishgar also." He still had no idea what he had done to get such a title, in honesty it wasn't exactly something he needed given he was trying to keep a low profile but that wasn't gonna happen thanks to all of this.

The blonde haired teen waited upon the others name and bowed his head when it would be given "Well then Miss Ravencrest, we should get going as it should be around dusk by the time we get to the camp." he said now beginning to walk forward once more towards their destination. The path was dirt covered and clearly by the over grown flora and fauna not travelled overly much, it made him wonder what would have possessed the teens to do something so dangerous as he found out most urban legends had some truth in them. This meant the pair would have to be careful when they got into the camp as their would be plenty of places for such a person to hide. He had no idea if this was the person who had committed those murders all those years back or just someone who was wanting to keep the legend going, either way they would have likely have had a place outside the camp but close enough to see if there were people inside. It didn't matter which way it was they would have to be careful regardless as they didn't know the lay of the land as well as the person who murdered here only a few nights before "Their might be information left from the original murder victims or the most recent ones via journals or other things..." he began his voice becoming lower as he started to see what he could only think to be warning signs telling whoever seen them to turn back "We should likely search for these as it might uncover much needed insight on what happened back then and the investigations of now." he also wanted to bring this back to Clover Town in the hopes that though it may trudge up painful memories and open wounds that have healed since then it would give those who lost loved ones some much needed closure.

"Its a pleasure to meet one of the Saints Mister Mizune, and as for me I'm just a wandering mage" She was quite impressed by the manners the boy had, but it was to be expected, being the CEO of a company would require him to be well mannered. "If you don't mind me asking, but what is it like being a Saint?" Sara hoped she wasn't annoying him with questions that he was probably asked a lot, it was her goal to be famous and being a saint was one way of achieving it. She would gladly take any information that would come handy in the future, there was no shortcut to becoming a wizard saint let alone a god of Ishgar. There was no doubt that all the people that were classified like that, had some notable achivements under their belts. Sara looked at the sky again and noted on how the time was passing again. Time always went by faster when you had company. She had gotten quite used to traveling alone and at this point she didn't mind it anymore. Company on the other hand was always something she longed for, as she had been alone for most of her life since the murder of her parents. Things had changed for a bit when Crystal Swan was around, it was the first and currently last guild she had joined, but that had changed as the guild was disbanded sometime ago.

Ruvel had suggested that they should start moving towards the camp. With a nod she followed behind him. Nature had taken its toll on the road leading towards Azure Lake, the natives of Clover usually avoided this area due to the legend, so there was no one to tend to the roads along this way. This led her to believe the teens weren't even from Clover. " Legend has it that Kayson was a child with mental problems, that was berated by the other kids in a camp, the insults had become to much for him so he disappeared never to be seen again" She paused for a bit before continuin, having to remember the story they used to tell her. " Until years later he came back to the camp and murdered everyone in cold blood, leaving nothing except the remains of the people that were at the camp that day. And from that point forward everyone started staying away from this camp, avoiding it like the plague, or this is what my mother used to tell me when i was a child." Even though the night when she lost both her mother and father haunted her dreams, she still smiled when remembering her parents even throught the feeling of lose that still stung her heart. "Do you believe in legends and myths, Mister Mizune?"

As the camp was now in sight, Sara couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, but no matter how much she looked through the tree's she couldn't see anyone, it felt as if the thing that was watching them was close and at the same time far away. Her attention was brought back as Ruvel had spoken about finding journals, notes or whatever they could find about what had happened in the camp. "I agree, if we can return something to the families maybe it can ease their pain a little." From the corner of her eye she noticed something laying between the branches and dead grass. Moving to check what it is, she gasped and took a step backwards when she saw what it was. On the ground was one of the bodies of the teenagers, his head was split in two from the top. Covering her nose and mouth from the reek of death, Sara examined the body. One of his feet was twisted in a gruesome manner and mud on the back of his shirt as if someone had stepped on him. "I found a body.." Sara said in a low voice and turned around to not look at it. She still couldn't watch bodies, it reminded her too much of that night, it also looked like the teen had died a painful death. Steeling herself she glanced at the body again "It looks like he was trying to run away from something." It wasn't the first time she had seen a corpse, but it was still putting her on edge and there were probably more bodies inside the camp itself. She was no detective but this much was obvious as the body seemed to face the general direction from where they came from.

Finally moving away from the body, she uncovered her nose and looked towards the camp again. From their position the camp's entrance could be seen and with it the giant sign that read 'Welcome to Camp Azure Lake'. It looked run-down as if the tiniest nudge would make it fall over. The same could be said for some of the building arond the camp that could be seen. One of the smaller building's roof had even collapsed. The years had taken their toll on the camp and mostly the problem was that the constructions were made of wood that was not tended to in ages. "Should we go in?" It was a stupid question to ask but she was unsure herself, what would be the best decision, obviously they would have to enter at some point to find the killer, but did they want to go in now? Or scout the place a bit from the side. The seriel killer didn't live there probably, a camp outside somewhere would be better then living in one of those run down buildings that could collapse at anymoment. She was getting more and more nervous by the second. This was the first job where her life may be in danger. It was kind of soothing that she wasn't alone, but that didn't shake of the horrible feeling the whole place gave off.